Monday, November 08, 2004

O George... Dost thou remember those interminable math classes of old? Those long intervals of time during which we would try our hardest not to learn, and would instead dream of running away to the jungle... When we would plan to eat the monkeys and study the fruit and read only Thoreau... Those days when we would map out our home in the trees... Ah for those afternoons once again. Lost youth... How tragic; how irretrievable!

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